I Am a Taoist Person of Time, Transforming Pangu and Stepping on the Way of Heaven, Suppressing the

The witch clan has taken shape, and the monster clan has also been lightly derived, and it is multiplying rapidly, especially the twelve terrifying big monsters, headed by Shangyang, and the monster clan under it is more than hundreds of millions, and it is developing rapidly.

Heavenly Dao will definitely not pretend that the witch clan will grow stronger, and even deliberately gave some help to the monster clan.

As a result, the number of monster races is also blowing out at an astonishing speed.

on the sun star.

Dong Huangtai looked at the prehistoric land with cold eyes, sitting cross-legged beside him was Kunpeng, who had long since ceased to settle in Beihai. The two bald and bright lights were like two flickering light bulbs. big.

What's so good about Buddhism and Taoism? Isn't he good as a demon emperor and demon master?

Let him come over to persuade him many times, these two guys are just admitting to death, one mouthful of Amitabha Buddha, which almost didn't drive Di Jun crazy.

Di Jun silently came to the area where the two brothers were, and looked at the two bald Liangliang sitting cross-legged at this time, "Is there nothing you want to say to me?"

Donghuang Taiyi saluted Di Jun, "Amitabha..."

"Amitabha, you fucking know Amitabha, Amitabha, your sister, and you Kunpeng, I have promised you the position of demon master, and you are still here with Amitabha, I let you Amitabha..."

Dijun is really angry, with the Hetu Luoshu on his head, it is millions of miles long, and there are terrifying stars floating on it, each of which has great horror, if it really falls, it can kill these two bald donkeys Alive smashed into meat paste.

But Di Jun didn't do that, he just beat rhythmically on the heads of these two guys, making a crisp echo.

dong dong dong...

Donghuangtaiyi was a little helpless, but he also knew that this was the cause and effect he owed to Dijun, so why not Kunpeng on one side.

I owe this emperor a great cause and effect. Abandoning the way of monsters and entering the way of Buddhism is going against the sky. In the future, the two strongest fighters will be lost in the Lich War. They can even imagine how the future monsters will be. How desolate, being suppressed by the witch clan.

But if you want to become enlightened, this is the only way to go.

Could it be possible to let these two brothers fight against Sanqing?

What are you fighting for!

That is the heavenly appointed saint, and it cannot be contested.

"This drum kit plays well, but my head hurts a bit."

"Amitabha, be patient."

"Oh, Amitabha..."

Donghuang Taiyi let out a helpless sigh, Kunpeng next to him had a bump on his forehead, and he himself suspected that the bump on Sakyamuni's forehead might have been knocked out by a certain bull with his fingers.

Because he had a feeling that under Di Jun's rhythmic slapping, small bumps appeared on his bald head, layer upon layer.

Tired of beating Di Jun for a while, he looked at the two helplessly, shook his head slightly, turned and left.

The affairs of the monster clan are heavy, especially with the little friction with the witch clan, so he needs to take care of them.

However, he, Di Jun, is too greedy for power, and he is not willing to let go of power at all.

Watching Dijun leave, Donghuang Taiyi looked at Kunpeng's Shakyamuni figure, wanted to laugh but didn't feel like laughing, and felt uncomfortable.

"If you want to laugh, laugh, you are no better than me!"

Kunpeng rolled his eyes.

Donghuang Taiyi frowned slightly, and touched his head.

shit...

Layer upon layer!

While waving his hands, the flames emerged as mirrors, revealing the appearance of the two Buddhas. Looking at the classic image of the later Sakyamuni, Donghuang Taiyi opened his mouth wide in astonishment, "This shape is really knocked out!" from?"

Kunpeng stared at the bald head, his eyes lit up, "Don't let it reduce the swelling, I don't know why, I seem to have a faint feeling that this shape contains some Taoism."

With this shape, it can still be related to Dao Yun!

Donghuang Taiyi stared at Kunpeng strangely, but for some reason, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Kunpeng had an illusion of a solemn treasure at this time, and he frowned, "Why don't I receive it later?" Apprentice, also knock out such a shape for him?"

"good!"

Kunpeng smiled, "I didn't expect Di Jun to make you and me. I feel inexplicably that I owe him more karma."

Donghuang Taiyi was also quite helpless, looking at the wild land, pondered for a while before saying, "In the future, when you and I become enlightened, we can help the monster clan. Don't forget, there will be at most one saint among the witch clan!"

After Kunpeng sneered, "It is necessary to kill the donkey."

"Hahaha……"

The Eastern Emperor Tai nodded and looked at Kunpeng, "Shan, Dashan..."

Di Jun, who had gone and returned, frowned strangely. What kind of fart are these two bald donkeys holding back?

However, the shape of these two goods is a bit asymmetrical.

Sensing the gloomy face of Di Jun approaching in strides, Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng, who already owed him something, had no choice but to close their eyes and let him go.

dong dong dong...

From time to time, crisp drum sounds came from the sun star. Taoist Chen raised his head in surprise as he walked all the way, and saw the shape of the Eastern Emperor Kunpeng at a glance, which was actually made by Dijun. mouth.

What an awesome technique, if this goes to the later generations, and he is not a drum master, he will want to find a dance floor to play a song all the time.

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Xiaobai had some personal matters yesterday, so I don't need to explain much, and today I will make up [-] words of yesterday. . .There may be [-] words today, fellow Taoists, please click the yellow button.

Chapter 178 Zhurong Gonggong, Water and Fire Are Incompatible

This master of rhythm is really amazing...

Taoist Shi Chen slid across the side of the sun star on a spacewalk, and then slid back, humming a little tune, "I said that in my imagination, there is a pair of skateboard shoes, which are different and fashionable, and they must be great for dancing..."

As soon as Dong Huangtai saw Taoist Shi Chen jumping around repeatedly not far from his line of sight, his head was as big as a bucket for a while, and he really wanted to slap him to death.

Kunpeng was in a hurry, but he couldn't beat him, so he had no choice but to close his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

"Hey, here are my skate shoes, the most stylish and stylish..."

You can't see it, but you can hear it clearly.

shit...

Kunpeng was angry from the heart, and the evil turned to the guts, and he stood up suddenly.

"Who told you to get up, sit down, I haven't knocked on this side yet!"

Di Jun suddenly became upset, and his big brain collapsed.

"I'm obsessive-compulsive!"

Di Jun frowned. He didn't know why, but after listening to Taoist Shichen's tune, he knocked more and more smoothly. The rhythm was so neat that he kept on tiptoe as he knocked. foot.

Kunpeng with a sad face sat down helplessly, feeling the swollen buttocks, he raised his head and smiled at Dijun helplessly, "Friend Daoist, I don't want Daoyun anymore, please stop knocking!"

dong dong dong...

Kunpeng, who was born with nothing to love, looked at Donghuang Taiyi who had blocked the six senses and went to meditate. He had a dotted line on his forehead helplessly, okay, block the six senses, otherwise he might go crazy with that brainwashed skateboard shoe .

The frightening thing is that the old boy Di Jun found the rhythm, and kept pace with the Taoist Chen who was dancing and humming.

Why don't you two make a combination, it's called Legend of the Golden Crow, one sings and the other sings, trough...

"Great Emperor, Shang Yang has something to report..."

"Brother Yang, this melody is inexplicably brainwashing. It's more exciting than that pipa master. I even want to dance along with it."

"Gaotie, jump up, come on, let's get high together..."

"You're fucking on drugs!"

"Come here, Yingzhao, look at my skate shoes..."

"Great Emperor, knock on the left side twice, it's uneven there, ouch, I'm obsessive-compulsive, yes, yes, go one inch to the left, yes, beautiful, it's much more comfortable..."

"Jiuying, come, come, shake to the rhythm..."

"This rhythm is really fucking good!"

Taoist Shi Chen stopped, but the ancestors of the monster clan swayed around the emperor one by one, and the monsters looked like a group of demons dancing wildly, especially Jiuying, the nine heads shook quite a bit There is a rhythm, and the most ridiculous thing is that Naying has played tricks, a typical young man in society.

Bull beep, bull beep, real bull beep.

No wonder the Heavenly Court of the Primordial Monster Race will be established in the future, and if there is nothing to do, they will find some rabbits, foxes and cat girls to dance. This group of Monster Race can play in the city.

In any case, liches have their own cultural heritage, which is similar to that of the human race.

It seems that the wine was invented by the human race, but in fact, in this prehistoric great swamp, the three races, even the Lich or other innate races, all have the wine culture, but the three races fought, and the wine culture was temporarily put on hold.

Didn't you see that Taotie hopped happily on one leg, and the big hand that took shape held the jug and drank while dancing.

If you really want to play rhythm, this Yaozu is the top class.

It's pity Donghuang Taiyi and that Kunpeng, who owed the great karma of the monster clan, and the six senses can't be shielded at this time, with a face full of lovelessness.

The key is that Di Jun was having a good time knocking, how could he let these two guys go.

The nine golden crows on the hibiscus tree also swayed their little heads in rhythm.

However, why did Ji Meng leave?

Taoist Shichen followed behind Ji Meng curiously, and after a short while he saw this fellow descending from the sun star and heading towards the Qingqiu Mountain.

The nine-tailed white fox looked at Ji Meng who had landed on the top of the mountain, and hurried forward, transformed into a beautiful woman, bowed his hands and saluted, "Wanfu, my ancestor!"

Ji Meng nodded slowly, and smiled at the nine-tailed white fox, "Baiqin, and choose some foxes who know how to dance to dance in the whole rhythm, the emperor wants it."

What does the emperor want?

Nine-tailed Baiqin frowned slightly, looked at the hundreds of millions of foxes, frowned slightly for a moment, a little disbelieving, the mighty Emperor Dijun would like this thing?

"Why? I will lie to you!"

Ji Meng was annoyed immediately, and grabbed Bai Qin with his terrifying big hands, but the white fox was startled, trembling, "No, believe me, then what, I'll do it now, I'll do it now."

"After choosing it, send it to my residence first, and I will take care of it."

Ji Meng snorted, his eyes lit up slightly.

That Qingqiu Baiqin smiled obsequiously, "Of course I should, I should, but those who are good at dancing are still in the rabbit clan and cat clan, the ancestor can also go to them to choose."